When I look at you, I hear the Music of the Gods . . .
You are the flute, singing sweet melodies
to a Goddess’s ear.
You are the strings of love bowed by a maestro’s hand;
a waterfall of ecstasy cascading from a harp’s shapely form.
You are the staccato heartbeat from a drummer’s vein
pumping love’s golden nectar.

You are the music of my soul!

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